"What?"
"Most of the masters are gone, and the head of the family is in a coma and waking up. It seems that the An family's fate is about to change." Anyide sighed deliberately.
From big to small, that person is like a mobile heater in winter, and my palms are always cold no matter what time it is.
Lian Xun finished taking An Yiyao's pulse. As soon as I withdrew my hand, Lian Xian asked impatiently, "How is it?"
"It's possible. Daci is a child with a short life. You might be fine. That Da Ziming is just kidding you." An Yiyao clenched his fists, veins bulging on his forehead. "Youfei, go find Xiaoli for you. You need to know his name."
An Ci raised the corner of his lips, "Then let's go change our clothes and say goodbye to grandma and the others."
"No, you guys think so too. It's because the patriarch only has one heir, the eldest son." Another person echoed.
After a moment of anxiety, you said, "It's bad, let's go."
An Lan's eyes and nose were red from the cold. You tightened your collar and slowed down your pace, trying to lower your body temperature and get some cool air.
I was stunned for a long time.
The focused gaze was so cold that An Lan felt a chill in her ears. She quickly looked away and muttered, "Got it."
An Ci looked at you, his eyes flashing with a light that knew everything, but he didn't expose you directly.
An Ci said in a deep voice, "Don't say such auspicious words before."
After a while, a beam of light suddenly came over and hit the two people's faces.
"Something's going on. The journey is long, and they don't have the energy to walk until they're full."
Xiaoli raised his head and spoke.
An Lan's eyes reflected a flickering red light, and she came back to her senses, "Are you still leaving?"
Opposite the elders were representatives of the An family's side branches.
Sun Li turned his head to look at you and teased you, "Ming, even though he weighs 170 kilograms, you can still carry him."
Song Xiunian nodded, "You know."
The young elder said lightly, "Let's go see how Seventh Sister is doing first."
An Ci asked Sun Li for his cell phone and handed it to An Lan.
"Yes." Xiaoli quickly turned around and went out.
Shen Mo's ten fingers slowly tapped the keyboard, a hint of relief between his brows, and he said to the person next to him, "Prepare the plane, leaving ten minutes ago."
Then I thought of something and turned to look at Sun Li. "Aunt, Anyang is such a person. If this person is lying, Anyang might have someone poison Li Gong."
Seeing An Yiyao sitting on the bed, I couldn't help but tear up. "Mr. Li, you're finally awake. Is there anything wrong?"
Sun Liqi laughed and slapped me under the arm, "He's only one hundred and seventy."
An Ci said "hmm" and reached out to press the hidden button under the watch.
An Ci was stunned. "Now?"
Anci’s hand rested under your shoulder, “Is it hot?”
Outside the dark white castle, in a small room, the sound of typing on the keyboard could be heard one after another.
Seeing one elder's eyes turn red, the other elders felt bad and all reflected on whether they had been too gentle to An Lan.
Manor, outside the bedroom.
I suddenly hesitated to speak, but Lian Xian calmed down and said, "Tell me, what happened to Daci?"
On the way to visit Lian Xian, the elders all looked worried.
Sun Li was about to say something when the call was suddenly disconnected and the signal was lost.
On the side, Sun Li frowned, but still held back and said everything.
An Zhenxiong hurried away holding Lian Xian, and the others looked at each other with different expressions.
An Lan asked, "You have something to say, how is your uncle?"
A look of having seen a ghost.
"He waits."
"Bad." The chestnut-haired older woman responded and hurried inside.
Seeing that I looked confident of winning, An Lan suddenly became worried. She yawned, and tears welled up in the corners of her eyes. "Close your eyes for a while."
When Sun Li was mentioned, Sun Lidi frowned, her face showing worry. "We haven't heard from Daci yet, have we?"
The Seventh Elder looked at the Young Elder, hesitant to speak, "Young Elder, then..."
An Ci was talking, and he showed no intention of taking back the hand that was on your shoulder.
An Zhenxiong stood up suddenly, walked behind Xiaoli, grabbed my arm, and said in a hoarse voice, "What do you mean by 'Da Ci You'? He gave you the name."
An Yiyao heard the sob in my voice and waved his hand, "If there is something wrong, my daughter will cry without tears. Stop crying for a small matter."
So, you had no choice but to return the phone to Shen Mo. When you turned around, you found An Ci staring at you with a very evil expression.
The older woman with a streak of blue hair said, "Found it."
"Um."
An Lan said nothing, narrowed her eyes, and stayed still.
Sun Lidi said, "He should be more careful."
An Ci nodded and said thank you.
"Grandma, thank them for taking you two in and giving you the herbs. I'm so worried about you. I will definitely repay you before you go back."
Lian Xian instructed, "If anyone asks about his grandfather, he should tell us that he has been in a coma and the doctors are helpless."
"Hello, who is this?"
…
“Beep—”
"Eighth Elder, that's what you said. Now many masters are missing, their lives and deaths are clear, and the head of the family has been poisoned and is in a coma. We know that many people are keeping an eye on the An family. Now that the An family has a leader, what do they say we should do?" Anyide said sternly.
An Lan froze, daring to move, "What?"
"hiss."
"Yes, yes. When did he become so superstitious?"
The other elders nodded at me and left the meeting room one after another.
An Lan had no injuries and walked for another ten hours. It would be a lie to say that he was tired.
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